An Empirical Exploration of Mindfulness Design Using Solo Travel Domain
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Werner Herzog’s Rogue Film School
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Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell.
Effects of Individual Differences in Blocking Workplace Distractions
Supporting Workplace Detachment and Reattachment with Conversational Intelligence
Gamification for Self-Tracking
Svetlana Boym | Off-Modern Manifesto
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Broken-tech art is an art of short shadows. It turns our attention to the surfaces, rims and thresholds. From my ten years of travels I have accumulated hundreds of photographs of windows, doors, facades, back yards, fences, arches and sunsets in different cities all stored in plastic bags under my desk. I re-photograph the old snapshots with my digital camera and the sun of the other time and the other place cast new shadows upon their once glossy surfaces with stains of the lemon tea and fingerprints of indifferent friends. I try not to use the preprogrammed special effects of Photoshop; not because I believe in authenticity of craftsmanship, but because I equally distrust the conspiratorial belief in the universal simulation. I wish to learn from my own mistakes, let myself err. I carry the pictures into new physical environments, inhabit them again, occasionally deviating from the rules of light exposure and focus.“

Eddie O’Grady: Christ, I like a drink, but I ain’t out on the beer every night or screwin’ other women, or… ‘Ere, I’ve never once raised me hand to you. Ever. Or the kids.
Rita O’Grady: Christ.
Eddie O’Grady: What? Why are you looking like that?
Rita O’Grady: Right. You’re a saint now, is that what you’re tellin’ me, Eddie? You’re a bleedin’ saint? ‘Cause you give us an even break?
Eddie O’Grady: What are you saying?
Rita O’Grady: That is as it should be. Jesus, Eddie! What do you think this strike’s all been about, eh? Oh yeah. Actually you’re right. You don’t go on the drink, do ya? You don’t gamble, you join in with the kids, you don’t knock us about. Oh, lucky me. For Christ’s sake, Eddie, that’s as it should be! You try and understand that. Rights, not privileges. It’s that easy. It really bloody is.
